Monthly Archives: August 2010

Graffiti In The Gazebo We shall not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started, And know the place for the first time– T.S. Eliot ‘Little Gilding’, Four Quartets There … Continue reading →

A week after my decision to become a non drinker, I was in England for my sister’s wedding, staying overnight at ‘The Bull Hotel’ in the very lovely English Cotswold village of Fairford, Gloucestershire. We enjoyed a delicious meal … Continue reading →

Geronimo is a cat but he thinks he is a dog. He loves Ruairi. They sleep together often, except for when Geronimo sleeps on the red velvet curtain, folded into a deep windowsill of the little cottage window. The window … Continue reading →

Sand, shells, rocks, seaweed, quiet tide. On the beach this morning, a soft water wash in all shades of grey. Seabirds calling to a reluctant tide. Footprints in wet sand. Brambles and long ropes of ivy that tumble over the … Continue reading →